Atsumu's phone vibrated once, twice, and even three times before the boy even heard it.
He was in the bathroom, after taking a shower. He was toweling his hair dry, brushing the drops of water that fell from the end of each strand onto his shoulders. When he stopped rubbing his hair with the cloth, his ears adjusted to the stillness again; all was silent and it was then that he first heard the sound of the vibration on the glass of the coffee table.
He ran into the living room and grabbed the phone, thinking it would be Shirabu: he was waiting for a call from him to see if he would have saturday off or not. But instead, he found three messages in a row from the same person, Sakusa. It had been 18 days since the last scene, and there were another 12 left for the next one.
Atsumu had endured more than half of what he had to with the cockring on, and he had to admit there had been moments of weakness when he had begged himself and his pride to surrender to call on Sakusa to make the pain in his jailed dick stopped. There were times when the pain of his erection was so crushing that he preferred to cut his cock rather than continue holding on.
In 18 days he had not masturbated once and that should have been considered a miracle. Every three days Sakusa asked him about his condition, and Atsumu confessed that the suffering he was going through was compared to few things he had experienced. Every day he felt his arousal increase, each time his erections were more swollen and that caused the metal spikes of the cockring to tighten even more than the previous time. Instead of decreasing as Sakusa had said, the pain seemed to increase over time.
Atsumu sat on the couch to reply to the message. The water droplets on his body were absorbed by the fabric as soon as his back touched the back of the chair.
Omi-kun (aka Sakusa)
Sakusa: Hello, Atsumu
Sakusa: How is it going?
Sakusa: How do you feel today?
Atsumu: Horny
Atsumu: As always lately
Sakusa: That is a normal reaction from the body
Sakusa: Specially from a body like yours
Sakusa: Do you feel okay?
Atsumu: Yes, it's hard but it's... fine, I guess
Sakusa: Can you hold on?
Atsumu: Yes, ofc I can
Sakusa: Fantastic
Sakusa: I'm astonished, you are holding out better than I thought
Atsumu: Thanks, Omi-kun
Atsumu: *sir
Atsumu: Sorry, my bad
Sakusa: It's fine. We're not in a scene and the name doesn't bother me
Atsumu: Thanks uwu
Sakusa: Don't use uwu
Atsumu: Why? It's fun uwu
Sakusa: Are you disobeying me?
Atsumu's heart raced and the blood rushed to his head. His cheeks turned red and he felt the heat in hhis crotch.
"Oh c'mon!" he whimpered pleadingly, staring at his cock, which was beginning to shake under the white towel that was knotted around his waist. "You can't spend the day hard, we can't be that horny, it's not healthy! I remind you that this hurts us both!"
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Unhealthy obsession (Haikyuu AU)
Hayran KurguNo one would have thought you can find your soulmate when you're exposing the most vulnerable part of your life in front of a camera. The porn industry can open you a thousand doors while it closes a million more. And Kuroo, Oikawa, Sakusa and Terus...